*let's call her Susan...
Tuesday, March 6, 2018
Secrets and Lies #6 - Goalie of my dreams
In 1977 I had a burning crush on Mike Palmateer. I huddled in a phone booth with a friend* who dialed zero, and affected an unconvincing British accent. “Oh, hello, I seem to have lost the phone number of my dear friend Michael Palmateer in Toronto. Can you find it for me?” Didn’t work.
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But brilliantly executed!
ReplyDeleteI was 12 at the time, which made this particular friend 11. I can only imagine what the operator thought.
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ReplyDeleteLOL Yes, English (and Indian) accents were never my best.
ReplyDeleteLaughing.
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